So I like to think of myself as a fairly positive person. Not ALL the time (just ask my husband or my sisters!), but in my mind I am someone who views the glass as half-full, and not half-empty. Or at least, someone who's satisfied to just have the glass. Whatever.
Anyway, this past Sunday afternoon, a headache started, and intensified until I went to bed (at an unreasonable hour). I didn't bother to "take" anything for it, since (1), medicine usually doesn't even dull the edge, let alone actually help, and (2) I figured sleep would help.
Sleep did not help. At all. By the time I woke up around 7:00 a.m. to feed the baby, I felt like the side of my head had been bashed in. The entire right side of my face hurt; the right side of my head throbbed.
As I was trying to fall back asleep (yes--my husband took the baby, and I ultimately stayed in bed until after 9:00... Thanks, Babe!), I was feeling sorry for myself and agonizing over the side of my head.... And suddenly I started smiling, because I had an entire side of my face and head that DIDN'T hurt, and I wasn't even focusing on that! The whole glass half-empty/full thought came to me, and I was bummed to realize that here I was, literally with a "good" half and a "bad" half... and I had spent the past 20 minutes only thinking about the latter. So as I tried to go back to sleep, I concentrated on how GOOD the left side of my head/face felt, and while it was no panacea, it was nice to re-focus on something that was working.
The headache, by the way, didn't subside until much later in the day... But the whole experience DID make me wonder how many blessings I miss out on noticing (i.e. the health on ONE side of my face!:-)) because I'm too busy worrying about what isn't my ideal. Rats. I'm not as positive as I thought.
Or maybe I should just be grateful that sometimes I'm positive, at all!